AND that god —
who wanderously walks;
that we find ourselves within
times of grown as lemon-tree
–your light, large breasts you
there is an answer: to be —
parted/to let it be — always
so let it all be
our Minds and Faith course like
a wild sea —
that God —
a human word in meager attempt
to describe the greatest Indescribable!
:: 07.05.2020 ::
My neck has stretched above the clouds
the Adamic Apple tickling stars —
and my Love is here and there upon
every footstep i have walked.
Life is not just Pain.
Nor just Love.
But fear and Joy
Morbidity and a shade of nudeness
IF the Soul is inclined to explore
God’s backyard. Cowards! Most of us!
To shade your shame within religion
or a sense of higher ground for weak
voices. Shame. Shame upon the lot!
The Sun is brilliant.
and still your mystery!
:: 04-03-2019 ::